The Role Play School! (CLOSED FOR GOOD)

[Geronimo.]

x3 I'm feeling left out as well. But I may not be able to roleplay for at least half a week, as I have exams. >:(

[вяσσк]

Ach, the exams at my school are blocking off half of the classes DX Its so annoying, running around trying to find a way into our lessons DX I'm so glad that they'll be over at the end of the month.

[Rayen]

This year I won't have any final exams XD here in Portugal, we only do them in the end of 4th, 6th, 9th and 12th grade, so all other tests are normal ones
May I submit a RP sample too? I am curious :3

[Toppyrocks]

GreenStreet, I read your post about exams and stuff, but my proctor hasn't posted since the 2 of May, nor responded to a message I sent her on the 18th. I would like to continue, and I know at least one of the other students would as well.

[elfaron.]

Username: Goldenstarfc
Time you have been RPing: Hm... About a year.
Favorite type of RP: Wolves or Warrior cats
Timezone: *Pacific
Do you agree to follow all rules and accept critique from your proctor?: Yes.

[~Rachy~]

It's closed.

[ratius]

It's closed.

When does it open? I would like to apply, but in summer vacations (about to begin with exams -_-). Sorry if this have been asked but I don't have the time to look...

[Turq8]

It's closed.

When does it open? I would like to apply, but in summer vacations (about to begin with exams -_-). Sorry if this have been asked but I don't have the time to look...

It opens when there is space. There are only so many proctors (teachers) and they can only teach one or two groups at a time, so you have to wait for a new proctor to come, or for someone to decide they can take another group. Sorry.

[Rosalind]

It's closed.

When does it open? I would like to apply, but in summer vacations (about to begin with exams -_-). Sorry if this have been asked but I don't have the time to look...

It opens when there is space. There are only so many proctors (teachers) and they can only teach one or two groups at a time, so you have to wait for a new proctor to come, or for someone to decide they can take another group. Sorry.

Or until the ones they are teaching pass. Which I hope is soon!

[Rayen]

May I submit a RP sample too? I am curious :3

Oh, well... XD Here it goes, I'd like to know what you think.

Kiera
No matter what you tell me, it won't make me like the other fairies.
No, no, I ain't no dark faerie. You got me so totally wrong. But everyone around just seems to love making everything go wrong for me: first, it was my parents. Another thing I forgot to mention that I hate - my eyes. Ice blue, as my mother's. Ice as the gift I inherited from her. But it was the only gift she ever gave me, apart from life and the occasional beating. She was young when I was born, very young, only a teenager. She hated me for ruining her life - she was kicked off the clan, whose rules were pretty clear on that time. Thankfully, nowadays the Dusk Tribe is more tolerant. But one side of me can't blame her for hating me. I did destroy her existence.

On the other hand, she was a jerk.

And my father wasn't any better. My long, wavy blond hair is his courtesy, and I shiver every time I look at the fair locks. They remind me so much of him. Every time he made himself the insalubrious mix of acorn liqueur, pure alcohol and syrup, I was sure to wake up next morning with some sore spots where his fists had hit too hard my children body, creating purple and crimson spots the size of an apple all through my skin. And, one day, he pulled too hard the silky and transparent membrane of my dragonfly-like wing. The top left one... I ran my fingers through the harsh zigzag cut on the translucent membrane. It still hurt to fly, I would never reach the speed of other fairies, even though six years had passed since then. Yes, I was twelve at that time, but I would never forget it.
So I guess the Dusk Tribe did have a reason to kick my father off. He was a jerk too.
But hey, look, the cool and nice and friendly Dusk fairies accepted me back as soon as I was old enough to run away, when I was fourteen. But the cool and nice and friendly fairies were never much cool and nice and friendly towards me. They always treat me as something cursed, they pretend I'm not there and look away from me. My powers are quite useless: normally, the Winter itself takes charge of ice, and in Summer I'm not going to simply create ice cubes to refresh their drinks. So I am kind of useless, a stranger amongst my own tribe.

Of course, Dawn Tribe isn't any better. I'm a nocturnal fairy and I have no way to destroy my origins. And even if I could, I wouldn't want to mix with the daylight brutes. Won't try to hide that I hate them as much as Marie - our Tribe Leader. Ah, okay, I did lie about the 'I-have-no-friends' thing. Me and Maria did get along well, actually, she was the closest person to a friend I had. But at times I feel too lonely, for my heart isn't completely made of ice.How I wish I'd have some more friends... How I wish I'd been born from a normal fairy couple, and been raised as a normal fairy girl...
But would I still be Kiera Masi'tyl?

Only then I noticed Maria calling me, trying to wake me up. Yeah - I was already awake. With my eyes closed, breathing regularly like on my sleep, but awake. So I got up, saluting her with a nod. "G'night, milady Hooley." I yawned, only now feeling slightly sleepy. I shook my wings, which were crumpled since I had been laying over them for all that time, and quickly put on my favourite outfit: the grayish-blue wavy tunic, soft as silk and light as foam, and the leather short leggings that allowed me to do any sort of flight acrobatics. That is, if I ignored the sore wing. I was slender, and I guess my height was average, on the shorter side. My body was muscled and strong, fit for hunting on the dark woods. I also strapped my silver hunt knife to my belt. These days you never know what might happen, even inside your own Tribe. Trust no one, that has always been my motto and it won't change any soon.
I stood up, walking to the entrance of the cave that sheltered us from sunlight, rain, snow, cold and wind. The moon was high, gleaming in silver rays as a large medal lost amid the ghostly clouds. As all Dusk fairies, I felt my energy on its biggest point, and grimaced bitterly. I was truly a nocturnal creature, even though my powers weren't bound with the darkness. From my mouth emerged a puff of misty vapor, and I spoke softly a couple of ice-words, watching as the condensate droplets of water solidified in a fine ice powder that shimmered through the air until it fell to the ground. I whispered another short sentence to the ice and watched the spiky and swirly patterns it created in the forest soil. Truly beautiful. I felt my energy grow at the mere sight of the pure, watery crystals. The air was vibrating with the strong scent of freshly ground mint leaves and pine needles, the scent that always spreaded when I played with the ice.

I was ready for whatever that night had prepared for me.